868: C868 It's good to be gone

C868 It's good to be gone

In the afternoon two days later, Zhao Quan's car had arrived at Ling Feiyu's front yard. Ling Feiyu who was waiting here welcomed Zhao Quan and the others in. Ling Yuyan brought her daughter along.

Ling Feiyu had already prepared lunch. Zhang Xueyi and Wu Guihua had also come over.

"They'll be back tomorrow. Make a dinner tonight. When Ling Yuhai returned in the morning, his ashes were directly sent to the cemetery. " Zhao Quan said. I'm going to the cemetery. Buy that guy a grave. "

"Dad, you still have to go by yourself." Just let the people under you do it. " Ling Feiyu frowned. If you didn't bring someone with you. I'll get someone to do it. Oh right, Zhang Lao Jin was familiar with this place. I called him and told him to do it. It must have been done in the afternoon. Just have Zhang Lao Jin wait there tomorrow morning. "

Ling Feiyu meant to not let his father Zhao Quan go to the grave. Because Ling Yuyan wanted to bring a child with him, she even more so couldn't go. After all, her daughter was still young. It hadn't been long since the full moon had begun.

Ling Feiyu immediately called Zhang Lao Jin. The other side immediately agreed. Ling Feiyu had no objections to this arrangement. This time, Ling Yuyan got a share of more than five million!

Because there was a lawyer appearing, Ge Yujiao had no choice. Ling Yuhai's premarital wealth could only be taken out and separated. Ge Yujiao got a lot anyway. What else could she do?

"I really didn't think of it. This fellow left just like that. "He really did get himself into trouble ?" Zhang Xueyi said with a little sigh. Before he could finish speaking, Wu Guihua pulled him. Only now did he remember that Ling Yuyan was still here. There were some things that were hard to say. Since this person was already dead, he couldn't say anymore.

"It's not just the cemetery. He still needed to find a catering assistant to cook tofu at home. There are still people living in their homes. " Zhao Quan frowned.

"Then let's hurry up and eat. After dinner, she went to find Uncle Cheng Ye. How about I invite him to stay at Mu City Hotel for two days? " Ling Feiyu said.

After eating dinner, Ling Feiyu drove Zhao Quan out to settle some matters. Ling Feiyu also laughed bitterly. Because Dad was in the middle. He still had to deal with the background of this Ling Yuhai. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Ling Chengye and Mei Yujuan were discussing something at the entrance of the courtyard. Ling Feiyu and Zhao Quan were coming over. Zhao Quan recognised him. He hurried forward to greet them.

"Ah, Uncle Cheng Ye. There's something I need to discuss with you. " Ling Feiyu immediately said. Ling Yuhai was dead. And come back for the funeral. Your whole family can go to the Wood City Hotel for two days. I can just say hello to the hotel. "

"Ah, Ling Yuhai is dead." Ling Chengye was shocked, "Then we don't need to borrow your help here. Forget it, I'll buy Tu Yong's house. This guy is looking to buy a house. He told Mountain Splitter. "

Just as he was speaking, he saw Tu Yong coming out from the courtyard. His return was to take care of the house.

Tu Yong bought a house in the Mu City. It was easy to sell the houses in the village. Because there's no real estate certificate. It's not something that is easy to buy even for the villagers. It would be much more convenient if he was a villager. Buying it was also very cheap. Just money for the house. Don't even think about taking a penny for the foundation.

But which family in the village didn't have a house? There is no and no lack of foundations. They can't build it themselves. How could he spend money to buy a house? Even if he could find the village chief, Ling Kaishan, there was nothing he could do.

Tu Yong could only think of locking the house here. It was unlikely that he would return in the future. This place was filled with hostility. No one treated him as a member of the same race.

Just as Tu Yong came out, he saw Ling Chengye walking over. Mei Yujuan followed behind. At the entrance stood Zhao Quan and Ling Feiyu. This made Tu Yong scared to death. He thought Ling Chengye was here to cause trouble.

"Tu Yong, how much are you selling this house for? I want to buy it. " Ling Chengye said directly.

"Eh, you want to buy it?" That's right. Your house hasn't been repaired yet, why don't you just buy this one for me? " Tu Yong anxiously said, "That house is mine. "Give me ?"

He quickly agreed on the price. He used Ling Kaishan and a few old men as witnesses. Writing down the contract was done very quickly. In less than 20 minutes, the house belonged to Ling Kaishan. After receiving the money, Tu Yong left on his bicycle in a hurry. In his heart, he would never return. As for his land, it had been sublet to the villagers. Just pay him a rent.

"Feiyu, let's pack this up. I'll move in tonight. " Ling Chengye said to Ling Feiyu.

"No need to be in such a hurry. Tomorrow night. You can move tomorrow morning. " Zhao Quan laughed.

"It's very convenient to pack up. There were so many people helping out in the village. I'll move in tonight. " Ling Chengye laughed. That was his home. He felt at ease living in his own house.

Only then did Ling Feiyu drive to town. She found the Old Song and told her what happened tomorrow. There were more than ten tables in total. Old Song agreed to come over tomorrow afternoon. It would definitely not be a delay.

When Ling Feiyu returned to the village. Everyone in the village knew that Ling Yuhai had died. Many people were discussing in front of Ling Yuzhen's supermarket.

After dinner, Ling Feiyu started to refine the Red Lotus Pellet. Try to be perfect. Finally, in the early morning of the next day, he was able to refine eight Red Lotus Pills. Originally, it should have been nine pills, but Ling Feiyu was still a little dissatisfied with her craftsmanship.

The next morning, around 10 AM. Ling Minghao and Bao Chunyu had returned. They were brought back by Spring Water Hotel in a car. The two had already sent Ling Yuhai's ashes to the cemetery. With the help of the Zhang Lao Jin, it was done quickly.

When they returned to the entrance of the courtyard, Zhao Quan and Ling Yuyan waited there with the little child in their arms.

"Zhao Quan, this is all thanks to you." Ling Minghao said with a wry smile. That's right. Is the Old Song done yet?2

"I came over this afternoon." Zhao Quan said, "You guys can take a rest first. I'll call and ask Ling Dalong to bring you guys something to eat. "

Ling Feiyu did not come forward at this time. Zhao Quan obviously knew that Ling Feiyu did not want to let Ling Minghao and the other two go over to eat.

"Sigh, we'll go over ourselves later to eat." Ling Minghao sighed. Now close the door. "

Ling Minghao took out the blue paper slip. It was the same length and width as the Spring Festival Gala. It stuck to the door like a spring couplet. This meant that the sect had been sealed. Because he, Ling Minghao, was still alive. Then Ling Yuhai could only seal the door with blue paper. White paper cannot be used to seal the door.

At this time, many villagers came over to talk to Ling Minghao. Just some comforting words. This caused Ling Minghao's grief to change. And tell him not to be sad. Ling Minghao, you're still young, aren't you? That Ling Yuhai was a creditor from his previous life who came to collect debts. It's good to be gone now.

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